I came off opioids cold turkey. Alcohol. Klonopin. Meth. I was taking 30mg of valium a day for over a year and tapered off in three weeks. A bunch of APs and anti depressants which honestly were just as shyt.

I'm trying to get back on meds. They're not exactly making it easy. I got prescribed shyt yesterday and I probably won't get it for at least a week knowing this pharmacy. And with the doses I started, I'm going to need several increases before the blinds stop telling me the world ebbs and flows and I can't do shyt but exist and float. Maybe by the end of the year, I won't feel like the walls are alive and watching me. Or anyone with my ex's hair color is him in disguise stalking me. Maybe my racing thoughts will allow me to make coherent sentences. Maybe the impulsivity will chill enough that I won't chuck bottles at trucks that went down the street back and forth for 20 minutes straight.